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One day Cooper sees Blaine masturbating. And seeing his brother fingering his sweet pussy like that drives him almost insane.
One night he creeps into Blaine's bedroom, first just to look at the sleeping boy, but then he just has to touch him, so Cooper first starts stroking Blaine's legs, then slowly etching towards Blaine's wet pussy. Eventually he starts fingering Blaine, while at the same time jerking off his own cock. Blaine doesn't wake up but is moaning a lot, is very loud and cums multiples times which just edges Cooper on more.
This continues for a few nights, with Cooper getting bolder and bolder. Cumming on Blaine, teasing his pussy with his cock but never entering him, some intercrural/intergluteal etc. until one night Blaine wakes up while Cooper is at it.
Cooper decides this is the perfect time to fuck his beautiful brother for the first time. Blaine is very confused about what's going on, maybe also a little scared, but he can't help from really enjoying what Cooper's doing, so he just ends up letting Cooper roughly use him.
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Summary: Cooper arrives in Ohio early and stumbles across his cheerleader brother in a compromising position. One thing leads to another and he finds himself facing a quandary later that night.
A/N: In this S1 AU, Blaine is on the Cheerio squad with Kurt but they’re not together.
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He’d taken an earlier flight in from L.A, hoping to surprise his younger brother by arriving right after cheerleading practice finished. But when Cooper slid Blaine’s bedroom door open in an effort to sneak up on him, he wasn’t prepared to find a pair of red spankies on the floor and Blaine himself with his legs spread wide, two knuckles deep in his pussy.
Cooper’s blue eyes practically bugged out of their sockets at the sight and he relied on his acting prowess to keep himself still and quiet, hidden mostly by the door. He watched as Blaine moaned softly, pulling his fingers out to rub tiny circles over his clit before dipping one finger, then another back inside himself.
“Unf,” Blaine groaned. “Uh, uh, Kurt!” he cried as he came, hips thrusting up as his fingers worked harder.
Cooper opened his mouth to let out the breath he’d been holding out quietly and took a step back, and then two more to be safe. He waited in the hallway for a few moments to collect himself and to give his baby brother a minute to catch his breath.
Adjusting his hard-on, Cooper took a deep breath and called out his brother’s name loudly. Nicolas Cage would be so proud of the performance he was giving. “Blai-ney,” he sung out again. “You down here?”
“Coop?” Blaine called out in reply before busting out into the hallway. “Oh my God. You’re early! But you’re here!” he yelled as he threw himself into Cooper’s arms, giving him a fierce hug. He pulled away, a little bashfully and smoothed down the pleats of his Cheerio’s skirt. “Hi,” he breathed out, looking up at Cooper through his lashes. “Sorry, I just didn’t expect you to be here so soon and I...haven’t had a chance to change.” Blaine motioned to his uniform and twisted a pleat between his fingers.
“I-I can see that. What’s with the...?” he trailed off with a wave at the skirt his little brother was currently sporting.
“Oh, uh...it was part of Coach Slyvester’s terms to reinstate my credit score back to its original state.”
“Huh?”
“It’s better that you don’t ask,” Blaine chuckled and headed off down the hallway to the kitchen. “Besides, it’s a lot more comfortable than you’d think.” Once Cooper had followed him into the kitchen, Blaine stretched up on tip toes to open a cupboard and fetch a pair of clean glasses.
Cooper took a deep breath as another inch of bare skin was revealed and then slapped a hand over his mouth as the pleats of the red skirt slipped between his younger brother’s cheeks. In a split second it was clear that Blaine hadn’t had the chance to put on his underwear. A sliver of rounded tan skin was revealed and Cooper pressed his fist into his mouth to stifle his sudden willingness to suggest that Blaine spread his legs.
“Coop? Is water okay?”
“Huh? Oh. Uh, is there something else? Cold?”
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Cooper was never gladder for the kitchen island than right then. His sudden erection had left him light headed and reeling. He wasn’t proud of his body's reaction to his little brother but holy shit, he was just so hot. It would take the barest lean forward for Blaine’s cheer skirt to be completely useless. Feeling breathless and daring, he offered a suggestion.
“I bet dad has a bottle or two of beer tucked away in the back there. Can you have a look please?” Blaine hummed and turned back to the fridge. He bent over further, his skirt creeping up to reveal the crease at the top of his thigh and then there it was in all its glory; Blaine’s blushed and puffy pussy lips. Cooper bit his bottom lip. What he would give to taste it.
“Oh!” Blaine’s small hand suddenly slapped over his exposed vulva and yanked the back of his skirt down in a vain effort to cover himself. “Shit!” He banged his head on the fridge as he tried to stand upright in a hurry.
“Fuck. Are you okay?” Cooper was by his side in an instant, his hand cupping his brother’s elbow.
“Yeah. I-” Blaine licked his lips and blinked in confusion as he looked up at Cooper. “Sorry. I felt a breeze…” he trailed off, seemingly waiting to see if Cooper would ‘fess up to seeing his cunt. “Sometimes I forget how short this thing is.” He tugged at his skirt again uselessly. Cooper couldn’t unsee what Blaine had shown him barely a minute earlier. “There is beer in there by the way,” Blaine offered. “I’m just gonna get changed.” Cooper kept his hand on his brother’s arm. He tightened his grip for just a second.
“Nonsense. You know I don’t care about that stuff.” It’s not the first time he’d seen Blaine in a skirt, that much was true. “Grab the beer and let’s catch up, okay? Just you and me? Before mom and dad get home.” Blaine shook his head.
“Dad rang. He’s stuck on the highway and mom’s at her bridge game until five-thirty.”
“Oh, well. Even better then.” Cooper couldn’t help but give his baby brother the once over as he let his arm go. “That means you can have a beer too.”
“Oh,” Blaine breathed out excitedly. “Okay.”
Cooper stepped away and watched closely as Blaine leaned down and grabbed a pair of beer bottles. Yeah, he had the better part of an hour and a half to get another look at Blaine's pussy. Or better yet to get inside of him. He pinched himself at the devilish thought of defiling his teenage brother. It was a dilemma he never expected to face, ever, but as a pleat shifted with Blaine’s movements, Cooper knew his resolve wouldn’t last. Blaine was still wet. His juices shone, splattered over his flushed split.
He was fucked. Or rather, Blaine would be.
A/N - that's it for the time being. If the OP's still around, let me know if you'd like anything specific written in.
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“Do we have any chips?” Cooper asked as he headed for the fridge.
“Oh! Yeah, we have those Ranch ones you like! Hang on,” Blaine blurted out as he hopped off his seat enthusiastically. He stumbled on his way to the cupboard but caught himself and yanked one open.
Back at the breakfast bar, Cooper popped the lids off of two more beers and eyed Blaine's former seat, in particular, the smeared wet spot he’d unknowingly left behind. Maybe this wouldn’t be so hard after all.
“C’mon, let’s go watch some TV,” he suggested.
“Have you seen Jersey Shore?” Blaine burbled as he grabbed the bag triumphantly. When Cooper shook his head, his brother demanded to know what was wrong with him and then practically dragged him to the lounge.
Cooper sat himself in the middle of the couch, so Blaine would be forced to sit next to him either way.
“Here,” Blaine said as he stood close to the set and flipped through some settings until the recorded show started. Cooper took another swallow of beer. The fullness of Blaine’s perky butt cheeks were on display, peeking out from under the skirt as his younger brother started to back away from the television slowly still half crouched. “I think you’ll like this. They’re very uh, dramatic,” Blaine joked as he finally stood upright and twisted around to find a seat. Cooper patted a cushion next to him.
As Blaine plopped down beside him, Cooper flung his arm around his brother’s waist, pulling him tight against him. Blaine jerked his head back and side eyed him while he laughed.
“What’s gotten into you?” It was a little weird, Cooper knew that. They weren’t really that touchy-feely as brothers but then again, he could blame it on his homecoming.
“I just missed you,” Cooper said and let his hand fall away to rest on the couch with his fingers lying frozen against the edge of a pleat.
“Okay, yeah sure,” Blaine said in disbelief.
“You’re sixteen, right?”
“Uh, yeah?”
“Y’know, when I was your age, I had a six year old brother who used to badger me to play Operation and who would get upset when my GI Joes kicked his Ken’s ass. Do you remember that?” Blaine laughed freely, leaning into Cooper’s side.
“Yeah! Oh my gosh! I’d forgotten all about my Ken doll being held hostage.”
“Do you remember what else we used to play?” Cooper asked innocently, although his motives were anything but. Blaine frowned and stared off in the distance as Cooper put their beers down.
“But you hated playing with me,” he said slowly and looked at Cooper in confusion.
“Not always,” Cooper reassured. “I did like to do…this!” His resting hand grabbed at Blaine’s waist to hold him still while the other went for the inside of his knees to tickle him.
“Ah! No, no,” Blaine screeched as he tried to roll away while laughing. His hands pushed at Cooper’s fingers skidding over his knee. “No tickling!” he demanded breathlessly as his legs started to thrash at the sensation of fingers teasing him. Giggling laughter burst out of Blaine as Cooper rolled him back onto the couch, his chest half covering him as his hand scratched softly further up Blaine's leg.
“The tickle monster needs the magic word to stop, Blainey,” Cooper warned as his hand skated around to his little brother’s inner thigh. Blaine squawked in laughing protest and his shin banged against Cooper’s thigh. Suddenly two determined hands were on Cooper’s wrist, pushing his hand away.
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“Fine. You always did give in easy.” His free hand came to rest on Blaine's stomach as he refrained from pushing his younger brother’s legs further apart. The reflected hint of a smooth split in Blaine’s pussy taunted him.
“The show’s starting,” Blaine protested and half-heartedly pointed at the television.
“Well, shush then and lemme get comfortable.” His baby brother squeaked in surprise as Cooper wriggled around to settle a little bit more on top of him and rest his head on Blaine’s chest. From this angle, Cooper could see nothing other than the shadow of his brother’s outer lips. He made sure to stay still as Blaine’s breathing stuttered uncertainly with their positioning but eventually it evened out as the show distracted him. The leg furthest from Cooper fell open as Blaine relaxed, giving him a glimpse at the barely parted puffy lips. In that moment, it took everything in him not to just give in and rut against his little brother.
Blaine laughed suddenly. Something on the show prompted a loud guffaw and Blaine’s bent leg shot up as he snorted in amusement. Cooper’s eyes were glued to the cabinet door in anticipation. He wasn’t disappointed. His younger brother dropped his leg to the floor and it splayed to the side, showing off the gape of his cunt, as Blaine continued to chuckle. Cooper, as it turned out, was so absorbed with the view and the images of touching and tasting his brother that he didn’t notice Blaine squirming under him.
“Coop,” his brother mumbled. “Just…” Blaine pushed at Cooper’s shoulders until he lifted his body up a little and his baby brother shifted his hips onto the couch a little more. “Thanks, bro.” Cooper smiled at the old term of endearment but pouted as soon as he realized the scenery he’d been admiring had shut up shop. His hips shifted against the pressure of Blaine’s thigh as his thoughts drifted again. He had to get another look. A better one next time. “Um, Coop?”
“Mm?”
“Is that your…y’know?” Cooper froze. Yeah, he was hard. He was also pressed up against the top of Blaine’s thigh just enough that to provide delicious pressure. His gaze flitted to the TV.
“The one,” he swallowed and tried to bullshit his way through being caught out with a boner while laying all over his brother. “With the boobs.”
“J Wow?”
“Uh, yeah I guess? I’m having a hard time keeping up with who’s who.”
“Oh, well I can help. See that one? That’s Snooki.” Blaine pushed him up, and struggled to sit upright. “I’m gonna fall asleep if I stay lying down.” It sounded like an excuse to Cooper and he certainly didn’t miss the furtive look that Blaine made to his crotch. Cooper licked his lips and made a move to judge his brother’s reaction, adjusting his cock in his pants and giving it a slight squeeze. The little gasp that came from next to him made his dick throb. Yeah, Blaine was definitely checking him out too.
“Finish your beer, Blainey. Dad’ll be home soon.”
“Oh. Right.” Blaine reached down and took a big gulp of the brew. He covered his mouth as he immediately belched. “Excuse me!” Cooper laughed.
“That’s right. Bottom’s up.” With any luck, that’s just the position Blaine would be in later.
Then the house phone rang.
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Cooper agreed with his dad one last time and then hung up the call.
“Looks like we’re on our own for dinner, little bro. Dad went to pick up mom and got invited to stay. How ‘bout pizza?” Blaine wrinkled his nose and pushed himself off the couch clumsily.
“Oh, no. I can whip us up something.”
“Don’t be silly! Let me take care of you for a change, huh? You like pepperoni right?” Cooper’s finger hovered over the phone’s buttons while Blaine’s face scrunched up hesitantly.
“Coach won’t like it.”
“What coach doesn’t know won’t hurt him.”
“Her.”
“Her,” Cooper corrected. “It’ll be our little secret.” Blaine wavered then shrugged at Cooper with a small smile.
“Okay.”
“Yeah? Okay?” His finger started to dial before his younger brother could confirm.
“Yeah, sure. I guess it won’t hurt. Uh, I like Hawaiian.” Cooper snorted as he put the phone to his ear.
“Please. Only cavemen like pineapple on pizza.”
“Hey! I like it!” Blaine protested and Cooper simply winked at him as the line connected. He got up and headed for his jacket in the kitchen to grab his wallet.
“Hi yeah, can I get a delivery in about an hour?” He listened and checked to make sure his brother hadn’t followed him out. “Yeah, perfect.” As he rattled off his order, Cooper checked on how many bottles of beer were left. Once he’d confirmed and paid for his order over the phone, he sauntered back to Blaine.
“Need a refill?” He held out a full cold bottle in his hand.
“But I -” Blaine held his half full bottle to his lips and took a swig. “I’m still going on this one.”
“Drink up, man. Food will be here soon. There’s nothing better than pizza and a cold brewski to make you feel like a man.” Blaine took another gulp as Cooper waited with the beer in hand. His brother kept tipping the bottle back to swallow in a hurry while Cooper watched his throat work. He’d never really had a thing for Blaine’s mouth or throat before but coupled with what lay between his thighs, it made Cooper wonder how Blaine was at giving head. “Finished yet?” he asked in an annoyed tone. Blaine’s mouth broke away to gasp in a big breath.
“Nearly.”
“Well, chug it down and then we’ll have ourselves a toast.” Blaine nodded and knocked back the last mouthfuls of his drink. He finished quickly and slumped back against the couch to let out a loud burp.
“Alright. Now we’re talking,” Cooper said proudly as they swapped bottles.
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When’s the pizza getting here?” Blaine hiccupped and leaned heavily against Cooper’s shoulder. “It’s been forever!”
“I’m sure it won’t be long. I think you need another drink.” Cooper encouraged his baby brother to finish the last third of his beer in long gulps. He snatched the empty bottle and hopped up quickly only to pause at the doorway and watch Blaine flop on his side to watch the television in a trance. When Cooper came back from the kitchen, he only brought one drink with him and pulled a wilted Blaine back to a sitting position. “You alright?”
“’M tired.”
“Here, lean on me,” he offered and Blaine snuffled against his bicep. “Rest your eyes. I’ll wake you when the food gets here.” His brother hummed as he drifted off. Cooper flipped through the channels until Blaine’s breathing evened out then hit the mute button and wrangled Blaine’s body until he was sitting in his lap.
With Blaine’s knees hooked over his own and his brother starting to snore softly, Cooper hands traveled up Blaine’s thighs. Like himself, Blaine had very little in the way of leg hair, particularly on his thighs and he wondered for a moment whether that was one of the reasons the cheerleading coach had bothered to put his little brother into a skirt.
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The drag of his finger over his brother’s hooded clit stirred Cooper’s gut. Yeah, his brother was attractive but this was further than Cooper had ever imagined going. Before finding Blaine fucking himself with fingers, Cooper had only vaguely thought about what Blaine’s body might be like. Sure, he’d noticed the shape of him, the cleft of his pussy in his panties when they’d gotten undressed in the same room, and that ass. That perky little ass. So yeah, Cooper had thought about seeing Blaine naked, about watching him touch himself but it hadn’t occurred to him how Blaine’s skin would feel under Cooper’s hand. Or that he might actually put his fingers inside him, or to taste him.
Oh, god. He could be inside him. Like, really inside him. He could fuck him.
“Ohh,” Cooper exhaled shakily. No. He shook his head to clear the images flooding his mind. He couldn’t do that.
Could he?
He could. Blaine seemed to be pretty much out of it.
No. He couldn’t think that. He was already overstepping so much further than he could’ve ever have imagined.
Cooper’s index finger skated down the sticky groove of Blaine’s vulva until he found what he was looking for. Blaine’s entrance gave way to his fingertip easily. His brother’s cunt, although moist, definitely wasn’t wet enough for Cooper to do more than feel the overwhelming heat swallowing him.
He pulled out and concentrated on Blaine’s clit. A couple of fingers from one hand held his little brother’s lips open while Cooper rubbed gently over the fleshy tip. Blaine’s only reaction was to whine incoherently so Cooper kept it up, circling then sliding up and down, back and forth over it. He wanted to make the most of this time with his incapacitated brother. He was never going to get an opportunity like this again. Another pass with a pair of fingers down the slippery slit had Cooper satisfied. He slid a finger completely inside with Blaine’s juices easing the way. His brother’s head shifted, lolling against Cooper’s collarbone.
A soft, pleading, “Uh”, was music to his ears, so Cooper added a second finger quickly. Blaine’s pussy offered no resistance at all, letting him plunge in all the way and tease Blaine as much as he wanted.
His younger brother’s body trembled with each thrust. Cooper’s other hand took over playing with Blaine’s clit as he fucked his baby brother with his fingers. Blaine murmured something nonsensical and arched up, face pressed against Cooper’s neck, as he shuddered and came all over Cooper’s hand.
Cooper sat there stunned, practically panting, with Blaine slumped against his chest. He removed his hand gingerly, not wanting to brush too much against the skirt, wanting to keep Blaine’s juices on his fingers. He needed to taste him.
The soft musky scent was heady as Cooper lifted his shiny fingers to his lips. He groaned throatily at the first tentative taste. The silky sweetness of Blaine was overpowering and any hesitance he had was shot. Greedily, Cooper stuffed both slippery fingers into his mouth and licked them clean within seconds. Holding his palm to his face, he snuffled in the last of the syrupy perfume with short breaths, unable to get enough. He dropped his head back in a daze, drugged by his lust.
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His cock ached, trapped in his pants, sandwiched behind Blaine’s back. Clearing his head, Cooper managed to slip Blaine sideways and fumble with his own belt and fly. God, he was so fucking horny. He pulled himself out and stroked his shaft with his left hand; the grip not quite right but wickedly good anyway. Cooper shuffled further down in his seat while lower back ached at the exaggerated slouch. He shuffled Blaine back onto his lap properly and got to work.
Cooper pushed the trapped skirt away from under Blaine’s ass and positioned his cock between his little brother’s thighs. He parted the pleats spread over Blaine’s thighs and tucked them out of the way. The head of Cooper’s cock poked up obscenely and rested against Blaine’s pussy. Fuck. The warmth of his baby brother’s wet pussy spread over his sensitive skin He fisted the tip of his cock, rubbing at the crown, and thrust up uncontrollably.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” Cooper whispered. It was so much yet not enough. He wanted to feel Blaine around him, feel his brother’s slippery cunt suck him in. But he couldn’t. He wouldn’t be able to control himself. Just look at what he was already doing for fuck’s sake. He wouldn’t be able to hold back once he started.
As Cooper spread Blaine’s lips once more, he made a promise to himself. Just this and nothing more. Just this.
His cock nudged up against Blaine’s clit and he wrapped as much his brother’s pussy lips around him as he could and lost control again. Every pass was a tease of what he wouldn’t let himself have. His hips humped wildly as he slid his cock through Blaine’s folds.
“Oh ch-rist!” Jets of come fountained between Blaine’s legs while Cooper’s strangled cry echoed around the room as he gasped and jerked helplessly.
He lay slack against the couch as he caught his breath. Oh god, he’d really done it. He’d actually fingered his little brother’s pussy, made him come, made himself come and holy crap, he’d made one hell of a mess in doing so. Streaks of cloudy semen were splashed across Blaine’s thighs and shaved mound. Cooper thanked his lucky stars that he’d missed his younger brother’s uniform as he eased Blaine off his lap to lay him down on the sofa.
Just as Cooper refastened his belt, ready to get something to clean Blaine up with, the doorbell rang. Pizza. Talk about good timing. He’d definitely worked an appetite up.
He was fucking starving.
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A/N - Coming up: Let's see how well Cooper restrains himself later that night. Now that he's had a taste will he be able to stop himself wanting more?
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A/N - Brace yourselves for some ‘proper’ somnophilia action. Enjoy.
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Cooper woke up later that night with a persistent feeling of being too hot thanks to Blaine’s desire to keep the central air on high. He pushed off the covers to expose his bare legs to cooler air, then scratched at his balls through his briefs absentmindedly and cupped his tingling dick.
His thoughts immediately returned to Blaine and the sweet pussy he’d felt up. Cooper’s cock throbbed as it filled. Well, shit. Now he had to take care of it.
Cooper briefly considered all the things that could have gone horribly wrong earlier this evening but thankfully hadn’t - the luck of the Irish held fast. The delivery of dinner had forced him to move quickly and clean his come off his little brother, which was lucky, because the smell of food had brought Blaine ‘round enough to eat a few slices of pizza and then slink off to bed to sleep the beer off. Their parents arrived just after Blaine’s bedroom door had shut so no questions were asked at all and it had allowed them to catch up and gossip shamelessly about California and Blaine.
He still had a hard time comprehending both his good fortune and just how hard he’d come with Blaine earlier. Sure, Cooper loved pussy. There were tons of girls in L.A. that could attest to how much he loved to go down on them and fuck for hours on end, but his orgasm today had been nothing short of spectacular. Apparently, it was something to do with who the pussy belonged to which had really gotten him going. That fact that it had been Blaine’s pussy had obviously intensified his reaction and that was overwhelming; it was also fucking great actually. Well, it was weird because it was his brother and who does that with family? But then again, Cooper reasoned, if he could come that hard by just fingering his brother the first time, what would it be like if he did it again? And what Blaine didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him - it was like a victimless crime, right? Like, if someone had a DVD and you used the DVD without asking but put it back before they noticed and they never found out it what had happened - yeah, that was it! If Blaine didn’t know, then everything would be fine.
Cooper let the thought ferment for a second as his cock twitched. Holy shit! Maybe he could do it again and get away with it. Oh wow, yeah, and he could totally get Blaine to come again. That had been so hot.
The thought of touching his little brother again proved too much. Cooper shoved his hand down his underwear and started to jerk off furiously. He kept hearing Blaine’s little, “Uh,” in his head on repeat. He shuddered as logic started to intrude with thoughts of, ‘it’s wrong’, ‘he’s your brother’, ‘what if he woke up,’ but his grip remained firm as he stroked harder. Blaine won’t find out, he promised himself. He’d stop before Blaine woke up, he reassured his conscience. How can it be wrong when this feels so good, he asked himself.
“Fuck,” he muttered and thrust upwards until a single thought stuck with him.
This would be so much better if he could see Blaine’s pussy.
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He tip toed down the carpeted corridor and stopped outside his younger brother’s bedroom. He took a deep breath - there was still time to back out of this. His cock pulsed in his fist as a reminder of unfinished business. He removed his hand from his underwear and slowly opened Blaine’s door.
Cooper stood stock still once he’d shut the door behind him. The sounds of deep rhythmic breathing came from the other side of the room and Cooper was grateful that his baby brother didn’t need the blackout curtains which were still in his own childhood room. He could easily make out where Blaine’s schoolbag was been left on the floor by his desk. The cheerleading uniform had been carelessly draped over the ottoman at the end of Blaine’s bed and there was his baby brother...motionless under a sheet, waiting for him.
The overriding feeling of want propelled him forward until he was next to the bed with the top sheet in hand. Cooper stripped the sheet back carefully until his little brother’s legs were fully uncovered. Blaine was tucked up on his side fast asleep in a white tank top and a pair of black pin striped panties.
Cooper took a moment to see if Blaine would stir but he didn’t so he put a hand on his brother’s knee and hip, and pushed gently but insistently until he rolled onto his back with a grunt. For a moment all Cooper could do was stare at his younger brother’s bare thighs. He hesitantly trailed his fingers over Blaine's panty covered mound and held his breath as a leg twitched.
He waited for his baby brother to still, and then when he felt more confident, he let his fingers stray down over the damp gusset of Blaine’s underwear. Cooper stroked there a few times and tried to press in but Blaine’s legs were still too close together so Cooper gingerly climbed onto the bed and maneuvered his brother’s legs apart until he could kneel between them.
Cooper’s whole hand rubbed over Blaine’s mound. God, this was torture. He just wanted to see that pussy one more time, and then he could have another amazing orgasm and go back to sleep. Alright, just a peek, he decided. Just to see what exactly had driven him so wild earlier.
With the decision made, Cooper hauled his cock out and jerked it a couple of times then reached for the gusset of his brother’s panties with his free hand to pull it aside. He swallowed the pool of saliva that had formed around his tongue at the sight of those pinked outer lips which led up to the hood hiding his little brother’s clit. Hungry to see more, Cooper tried to pull back both the elasticized cotton and spread an outer lip but quickly lost his grip on the underwear, letting it snap back into place noisily. He froze and waited, his brain raced to come up with a logical reason for him to be there in case his brother woke up.
Blaine snorted a soft breath and tried to shift his leg, wanting to close it, but Cooper held his ankle firm until he relaxed again.
Cooper took another steadying breath and decided to ignore his cock for the time being. Even if he could get the panties off to the side, he still wouldn’t be able to see Blaine’s cunt the way he wanted to. Damn it, he just wanted to see where his fingers had already been.
Annoyed, Cooper started to slip Blaine’s panties down with both hands and rolled them until they were tight over his thighs. He realized his mistake too late though. From here, he wouldn’t be able to get Blaine’s legs any wider. Well, he’d just have to take them off altogether, Cooper decided.
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